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Total Control | Chapter 5

"Don't move at all." He said to me in a warning tone and I was about to question it until I started to feel a sharp, cold metal blade run over my collarbone and I was starting to become wary of where this was going.

The blade ran around my collar bone and then done my chest and with every movement he was applying more pressure to the blade till the point where I was questioning if it would end up breaking the skin. He brought the blade back up to the top of my shirt and I felt his slice through the fabric before ripping it off of me.  Once the shirt was gone there was nothing now in between my skin and the sharp blade. I knew it had to be leaving some light scratch marks on me at the point. He trailed the knife back up my chest and he paused when he got to my collar bone. Slowly he stated to bring the knife further up and I felt my breathe get caught in my throat when he he was getting closer to my neck. Lightly he ran the blade back and forth over my throat. He was holding it up so I could feel the point of the blade digging into me lightly.  

I won't lie as scared as I was at this moment it was defiantly turning me on. There was just something about him having so much control over the whole situation that was driving me wild. I had to fight the urge to open my eyes because I wanted to see his face so badly in this moment. I can just imagine the smug smirk on his face right now.  

I felt the feeling of the cold blade disappear and I thought he was done with it and then I let out a loud gasp when I felt the blade run down my cheek. I couldn't help but shiver from the shock of it and the sensation of the cold feeling of the metal.  

I heard him let out a deep chuckle and he pulled the blade away from my and I heard him set it down on the bedside table. "You can open your eyes now." He said to me and I let my eyes flutter open. Looking up at him I saw the same smug smile I was expecting from him. His one hand reached behind him and he grab my hardening bulge and I let out a groan. "You liked that didn't you?" He ask with a smirk and I let out a moan in response. 

He got off of me a bit and rip my pants off of me aggressively. Staying further away from me I saw him bring his fingers up to my lips. "Suck." He spat at me and I wrap my lips around his fingers, taking them into my mouth. Taking this chances to tease him a bit I ran my tongue along his finger lightly and look open at him with big eyes. I could tell I was affecting him when he quickly pulled them from my mouth and he start to tease them at the my entrance before roughly shoving them into me and I let out a gasp. 

"Please?" I beg breathlessly, wanting his cock in me. 

He smirk down at me and laughed. "You're such an eager little slut, do you know that?" He ask me. 

Mindless I nod in response. "Just for you." I said batting my eyes at him. 

"Can't say we didn't establish that know." He mumble, pulling his fingers out of me. I watched him pull himself from his pants and strip down before he lent forward putting his face right in front of mine. He kept his lips a few inches away from me and I could feel his warm breath against my skin. He brought his one hand up to my throat and he grasp it lightly, not hard enough to stop me from breathing but just enough that it gave him even more control over me. "You're all mine and no one is going to get to fuck you unless I say so. Do you understand me?" He ask me, applying more pressure on the grasp on my throat with every word.  

I nod and looked up at him, starring right into his eyes. "Yes Sir." I said said quietly. I was surprised that he even heard me at this point and I could tell he was amused he by the power he had over me in this very moment.  

He moved himself a bit so he could position himself with his cock resting in front of my entrance and teasing me a bit. "Do you want me to fuck you?" He ask in a husky tone and I nod eagerly. "Beg me then." He said with a smirk.

I let out a desperate whine."Please fuck me Sir, please." I told him in a voice that was dripping with desperation. This was completely different for me, I never beg for what I want but with him I can tell this was different, it was making me different. 

I went to open my mouth to continued to beg him which was cut short hen he rammed his cock into my ass in a quick, harsh thrust. He used the grip he had on my throat to give him some more leverage which was making it difficult for me to breathe. Due to it I could barely make sounds and the ones that did escape my mouth came out choked and horse. 

He quickly stroke my prostate and I let out a loud gasp and he smirk down at me. "You like that you little whore?" He ask me smugly before doing the same motion repetitively till I was a screaming mess below him. My throat felt like it was going raw from the extra pressure it had to aptly to get sound out. 

I was become more and more work up as he continued this. "I'm going to cum." I said in a moan and after the words left my mouth he slowed down and I let out a whine.  "No." I cried out. 

He loosen the grip he had on my throat. "Do you want to cum?" He ask me with a sinister smirk and I nodded quickly. "Beg me then and I'll consider letting you." He spat down at me. 

I let out a groan of frustration. "Please, please, please let me cum Sir."I said so fast that all the words seemed to blend together and I was surprise that he actually caught it all. He started to speed up a again and soon after I let out a loud moan and  I came but that didn't mean he was done with me that was for sure.

He grasp my throat tighter then he was before and he was fucking me harder then before. I was becoming way too sensitive for this but I could tell he wasn't letting up till he was done. The grasp was making it even more difficult to get any air in and my vision was starting to be filled with black spots and I felt like I was seconds away from passing out. He released my throat before I did and he pulled out of me. 

He moved up on my body and he rested his cock in front of my mouth, having the tip resting on my lips. "Open." He demand and I quickly open my moth and he slip himself into it. He wrap a hand in my hair and pulled my head back a bit so he could slid himself in and out easier and then processed to fuck my mouth till he shot his load down my throat.

He groan and moved so he could untie my wrist before laying down next me and I curl into his side. "You are so much less mouthy when I'm fucking you. I like it." he said jokingly with a smirk. I lightly hit his chest with a dramatic gasp. "I love you brattyness though." he said pulling me closer to him. 

"I know you do, now get out." I told him point towards the door. I was joking and I was really hoping he wouldn't follow my request but then at the same time if he did it would make me think I still had some aspect of control in this relationship still. Even though I think that idea just went completely out the window.

"Nah not happening plus we both know you really don't want me to leave." He said well placing one arm behind his head and keeping the other around my waist. 

"We'll see about that." I mumble well resting my eyes. "You just might not wake up tomorrow morning if you choose to stay." I said sarcastically. 

I was soon starting to fall asleep but my ears did perk up a bit when I though I heard him start to say something that was mostly mumble. "I wont but you might but I think you might be more fun left alive. This would be more fun with a pattern anyways" Were the words that I though I heard him say but I had to be my imagination right? I mean none of that even made any sense to begin with.